He Yuan strode in front of the pleading Wen guipin and smiled as he lowered his head to look at her: “What is Wen guipin doing? It’s a major offence to cause a disturbance at Tian Qi Palace.”
Wen guipin used her sleeves to roughly wipe away the tears on her face. She gave a cold smile as she stood, raising her chin to look at this wang ye who had a face full of pride in front of her: “If that was true, then it’s unknown how many times Rui Wang would have been punished. Whether or not I should be punished, that is up to the Emperor, not a wang ye like you. Wang ye must have learned protocol as a child. Didn’t anyone ever teach you how to interact with a shu mother?”
He Yuan’s face instantly darkened. An unfavored guipin dared to rebuke him? He said in a low voice: “Ben wang’s protocol doesn’t need to be corrected by you. If Wen guipin has the ability, you should go beg fuhuang to free da ge.” He turned to raise his hands in a fist to He Heng. “Er ge, er sao, greetings.”
“Good day, san di,” He Heng looked at the guards standing nearby, a polite smile on his face, “If san di is requesting to see fuhuang, it’s better to let them report early. Fuhuang has just taken his medicine. I’m afraid he will be resting for a while.”